"Our group must work hard. I won't say much about the importance of this project. As long as it succeeds, it is possible to win the Nobel Prize, with the lowest and the lowest, which can be compared with artificially synthesized bovine insulin..." Gu Qiang cheered up for the team members before the experiment began.

He was not like this before, but he felt the threat from Wang Liangcai's group and became so serious.

Gu Qiang said, "I won't say much", but in fact he said a lot in a long and long way.

The project is so important that Gu Qiang's pressure has also accumulated.

"My brothers have never published papers on CNS, right?" Gu Qiang said in a nagging manner: "You know how Professor Yang built such a big family business."

Gu Qiang pointed to the surroundings of the laboratory and said, "After all, the Ion Channel Laboratory started after Professor Yang published CELL."

Regarding Yang Rui’s academic experience, let alone a researcher in the laboratory, even people outside are almost familiar with it. However, everyone still listens to Gu Qiang. Everyone loves to listen to success stories, especially during the boring experiment, it would be nice to have someone talk to you.

It sounds ridiculous. Although the laboratory cannot be said to be lively, it cannot be considered deserted. It is normal for people to come and go, but to talk about chatting, it really depends on the atmosphere of the laboratory itself.

There are many scholars who are dull and don’t like to chat. If you are busy with experiments, you will want to put ten sentences into one sentence, and it’s best not to speak.

What should I do if many graduate students who have just arrived in the laboratory cannot adapt to such an environment?

Talk to the mouse.

A graduate student with a strong personality or who likes tragedy can twist the mouse's neck while chatting with it. The effect is the same as the bottle of the talk in the youth idol drama. The mouse will hang up after hearing it and will never reveal any secrets or mental illnesses of you.

If a graduate student with a weak personality or a comedy likes to be unwilling to talk to, it doesn't matter. You can choose to chat with the mouse in the control group. If the project is good, the latter can live for several months. No matter how bad it is, you can also choose a mouse. Considering the cost of the experiment, the more expensive things in the laboratory, the longer it will usually live. For example, the survival status of a doctoral student with a monthly salary of 1,200 yuan is slightly better than a graduate student with a monthly salary of 800 yuan - the salary is 50% higher than that of a colleague. How proud it is.

Gu Qiang's research team has been crazy about experiments recently. Now that they have the opportunity to speak, they all quickly say a few words excitedly, especially the few unknown scientific research dogs who are not used to living in the laboratory, and they want to bark out "woof".

"We privately say that if cloned sheep is made, the general thesis will definitely be Professor Yang's work. But for such a large project, you can't write a sub-paper for a year. How can you allocate it then?" Gu Qiang slowly fooled and said: "The core issue now is not the question of whether everyone has the signature of the paper. In Yang Rui's genetic engineering laboratory, if you want the quantity, you can feed it in three to five years, but you said, who is confident that you can get the CNS thesis?"

Everyone calmed down and watched Gu Qiang continue to blow.

Gu Qiang was actually not sure to get the paper assigned to CNS, but he had obtained it.

He has published a CNS-level paper. In China in the 1980s, it was a big shot. If he went back to Shandong University, he would easily get a professor title, which would break the stainless steel ceiling. Of course, the premise is that the old principal does not remember the revenge of being cuckolded.

Following Gu Qiang and his group, whether transferred from local universities or merged from the Haidian District Genetic Engineering Laboratory, they only heard of CNS and were not qualified to fantasize about it.

Now that there is a chance, everyone's expressions are focused.

As long as the cake is delicious, dogs can draw cakes to satisfy their hunger.

Not to mention, the price of CNS papers under Yang Rui is surging.

"The core issue now is the competition of the research team." Gu Qiang finally reached the key point, and excitedly stepped on the chair, making him look like a mountain king, saying: "In the current Yang Rui Genetic Engineering Laboratory, Wang Sisheng, Jiao Yangping, and Professor Tao Xuelin, they all do the details. Of course, any part of the experiment is useful. Let's say in private that usefulness and usefulness are different, right?"

Everyone laughed twice in cooperation.

Gu Qiang continued: "If you do super ovulation, or prognosis, or those who are preparing to do prenatal checkups for sheep, you basically can't get CNS. The core of our experiment is in our research group, and Wang Liangcai's research group..."

Speaking of this, Gu Qiang was inexplicably regretful. It would be great if he hadn't found such a strong opponent back then.

He thought he had found a powerful assistant for himself, but he could not have thought he was a competitor.

However, to put it another way, if the other party cannot keep up with the progress of his group, it will be an assistant role to check for the missing items.

At least so far, Gu Qiang's progress is still the fastest.

"Wang Liangcai's research team has been very energetic recently, so we should not take it lightly." Gu Qiang said calmly, "We have to take it seriously, and please cooperate."

Several people from the research team looked at each other and looked at Gu Qiang reluctantly.

Wang Liangcai's research team worked at least thirteen or fourteen hours a day, and Wang Liangcai slept directly in the laboratory. Everyone could guess what it was when he was solemn.

Doing experiments is both mental and physical work. It is very hard to work eight hours a day, and thirteen or fourteen hours is simply a burden for Superman.

Besides, who doesn’t have a little private life? Even if everyone reads more books, the stronger their abilities, the heavier their responsibilities, so that people should die of exhaustion in their lives at the experimental table for dedicating their country. They have to give some time to pass on the family line and let future generations enjoy the beautiful world that our ancestors struggle with.

Working hard for thirteen or fourteen hours a day, who has the ability to pass on the family line?

However, if we say that we don’t work overtime, the researchers in the research team are a little unwilling to accept it.

Will you just admit defeat to Wang Liangcai?

The ones who are leading now are here.

Such a great opportunity, may the qualification to sign in CNS, make people?

Who can I give it to?

"Team leader, we will do whatever you say." Li Zhengyi was also a researcher who was emphasized by Gu.

In essence, Li Zhengyi and Wang Liangcai have the same status, both temporary workers who have seconded their identities. However, Wang Liangcai has good skills and has done experiments. He was attracted by Yang Rui and led the army alone.

Li Zhengyi was actually the reason for Gu Qiang's assistant, but he still wanted to prove himself.

Gu Qiang didn't ask for everyone's consent and nodded, "Since that's the case, let's follow me."

"Huh?" Seeing that Gu Qiang was heading out of the laboratory, several people could only keep up quietly.

In the backyard, Gu Qiang took the lead, faced the yard wall and tinkered with it. When he stood up, he saw a small incense burner had been set up in front of him.

"Come on, everyone bowed." Gu Qiang said, and distributed a handful of incense to everyone. He left three of them, ignited them with matches, and then bowed solemnly to the incense burner, bowed twice, and bowed three times...

"If you believe in anything, you can worship whatever you want. It doesn't matter if you don't believe in anything. Express your respect." After Gu Qiang said that, he took a deep breath, smelled the burning smell of incense, and said, "Whoever in our group, no matter who comes in the future, light up the incense first after he comes in the morning, okay."

"Is this useful?" Li Zhengyi's enthusiasm became strange.

"Why do you need to hang banners on the construction site outside? What a hundred days of hard work, one month of hard work, who did you write it for? It was for yourself." Gu Qiang took a deep breath and said, "It's to light up the fragrance, which means everyone's minds without distraction. There are gods who are half-hearted when doing the experiment, be careful that the gods and Buddhas in the sky will not spare you!"

Gu Qiang said so seriously, and he bowed to the direction of the incense burner. In a flash, his tone returned to his solemn voice: "I announce that this month is the public relations month of Gu Qiang's research team! Everyone should work hard."

Immediately afterwards, Gu Qiang turned around without caring about the others, took solemn steps and returned to the laboratory.

"The gods and Buddhas in the sky still care about scientific experiments?" An unknown experimental dog couldn't help but complain.

Li Zhengyi looked at Gu Qiang's back and sighed, "You have heard that saying, science has no borders, but scientists have their motherland?"

The nameless experimental dog said cowardly: "What do you mean is that science has no faith, but scientists have faith?"

"I mean, science comes from wisdom, but scientists can be fools." Li Zhengyi looked at the blue smoke on the incense burner and fell into deep worries. Finally, he bowed resolutely and turned back.

The unknown experimental dog quickly followed and said in surprise: "Why did you worship me?"

Li Zhengyi coughed twice: "There is no more skilled."
Chapter completed!